Chapter 454 Destroying Kao Castle Peak with Hot Hands (Part 3)
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Xiao Shi Yi Mo
Chapter 454 Destroying Kao Castle Peak with Hot Hands (Part [-])
Wang Qingshan made a change, the two puppets quickly left the battle group, and hundreds of cyan flying swords surrounded the two blue pythons, vaguely forming a sword formation.
"Slaying Spirit Sword Formation, cut it for me."
Wang Qingshan changed his method and shouted lightly.
A crisp sound of swords rang out, hundreds of cyan flying swords swayed endlessly, and countless cyan sword qi flew out, cutting towards the two giant blue pythons.
"Boom!"
Even though the two blue pythons had thick skin and thick flesh, under the attack of countless cyan sword qi, they were chopped into a pile of pieces of meat, and they couldn't die any more.
Wang Qingshan pinched Fajue, and all the blue flying swords flew towards him, and flew back into the sword box behind him.
He walked quickly to the corpses of the two blue pythons and searched carefully, but he did not find any demon pills. It was not that there were no demon pills, but they were all smashed into powder by the sword energy, so they couldn't be identified at all.
He strode towards the blue flowers, carefully dug out all the spirit flowers, and walked outside.
Outside the cave is a dense forest, towering trees can be seen everywhere.
As soon as he walked out of the cave, dozens of thick black tree roots suddenly drilled out from the nearby ground, entangled Wang Qingshan's legs like lightning.
At the same time, several towering trees nearby shook violently, and countless leaves flew out, hitting Wang Qingshan overwhelmingly.
Wang Qingshan's face remained normal, and with a pinch of the sword formula, nine flying swords shot out from the sword box, turning into hundreds of blue flying swords, facing the attacking leaves.
He raised his hand again, and raised a blue shield, which swelled up and stood in front of him.
"Boom!"
A huge explosion sounded, and the attacking green leaves were smashed to pieces. Occasionally, fish caught in the net were also blocked by the green shield.
Wang Qingshan shook his right hand, and a large cloud of cyan sword energy flew out, cutting off the cyan roots that entangled his feet.
The muffled sound of "rumbling" came from the ground, Wang Qingshan didn't even think about it, his figure flickered, and he turned into a gust of breeze and floated out of the cave.
As soon as he walked, dozens of sharp yellow soil thorns rose from the ground and appeared in his original position.
If it weren't for his quick response, he would be stabbed into a hornet's nest by the yellow soil thorns.
There was a loud "chi chi", and colorful petals shot from all directions.
Wang Qingshan calmly took out a green flag and shook it lightly, causing the flag to rise dozens of times and become a shining green flag.
He threw the cyan flag forward, and the cyan flag was planted on the ground, and a burst of cyan hurricane flew out of it, protecting Wang Qingshan.
As soon as the colorful petals approached the cyan hurricane, they flew out one after another.
As soon as Wang Qingshan raised his hand, a golden ball flew out from his sleeve. Amidst the sound of the mechanism, the golden ball burst into dazzling golden light and turned into a huge golden armored guard.
With a pinch of his sword art, hundreds of cyan flying swords quickly gathered together and turned into a five or six zhang long cyan giant sword, exuding a sharp sword intent with a compelling aura.
The cyan giant sword cut towards a certain towering tree. With the power of the giant sword, it would not be a problem to cut the towering tree in half.
At this moment, a large golden glow flew out from behind a certain big tree, covering the cyan giant sword in a flash, and the cyan giant sword couldn't move at once, as if it was fixed in the sky.
"Hee hee, without the flying sword, let's see how you fight us."
A young girl in a green skirt with delicate features came out from behind a towering tree, with two cute dimples on her face.
A plump, white-skinned woman in a golden skirt came out from behind another big tree, holding a golden lotus mirror in her hand.
"I have no grievances or enmities with you, what do you two fairies mean?"
Wang Qingshan said calmly.
"The ruins of the Jinyangzong are in our Tang country, and everything in the ruins belongs to our Tang country's immortal world. You monks from the Wei country should die."
The woman in the golden skirt said coldly, her eyes were full of chills. Under the influence of Hua Qingwu, the lord of the Hundred Flowers Sect, the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect did not have a good impression of male monks. Cultivator, they will naturally not be polite.
There are two women from the Hundred Flowers Sect, one with a four-story foundation and the other with a five-story foundation.
Wang Qingshan glanced at the towering twin peaks of the girl in the golden skirt, and said with a sneer, "Big breasts and no brains, since you are looking for death, don't blame Wang for destroying flowers."
Wang Qingshan sacrificed four Hundred Sword Talismans, which turned into thousands of golden flying swords, and struck at the two Hundred Flower Sect nuns overwhelmingly.
The woman in the golden skirt took out several golden seeds and threw them on the ground. The seeds fell to the ground, quickly germinated and grew, and turned into several golden bamboos, which stood in front of her.
The woman in the green skirt held out a blue bead, and the blue bead turned around, emitting a large amount of blue light, covering her whole body.
The golden flying sword hit the golden bamboo and the blue glow, and there was a muffled crackling sound.
They each took out a handful of seeds, chanted a few spells, and threw them around.
As soon as the seeds fell to the ground, they germinated and grew rapidly, turning into more than a dozen spiritual flowers of different colors.
Wang Ruyan had fought against the monks of the Hundred Flowers Sect in the early years, and knew their methods of fighting the enemy. Wang Ruyan had already told Wang Qingshan and the other three.
Lingzhi was most afraid of thunder and fire, so Wang Qingshan sacrificed a cyan gourd the size of a palm, and when it grew dozens of times, the cyan gourd spewed out a large cyan flame, sweeping away in all directions.
A dozen or so spiritual flowers were immediately enveloped in a large cloud of blue flames, twisting and turning non-stop.
Under Wang Qingshan's control, the golden armored guard strode towards the woman in the golden skirt.
It waved the golden long knife in its hand, smashing several spiritual flowers to pieces.
The woman in the golden skirt hurriedly sacrificed several cyan seeds and sprinkled them on the golden armored guard's inevitable path. As soon as the seeds fell to the ground, they grew rapidly and turned into several thick cyan vines, which wrapped around the golden armored guard's legs.
The golden long knife in the hand of the golden armored guard slashed on the cyan rattan, and there was a "clang clang" sound, and there were shallow white marks on the surface of the rattan.
Wang Qingshan's face became serious, he opened his mouth, and a flying sword with erratic blue light flew out from his mouth. There was a lotus pattern on the hilt, and a cold light radiated from the sword body.
The natal magic weapon, the Qinglian Sword, was kept in Wang Qingshan's body, cultivated with the Innate True Fire for more than ten years, and was rarely used.
With a pinch of his Fajue, the Qinglian Sword swayed and made a burst of sword sound, turning into a blue rainbow, and went straight to the woman in the green skirt.
The golden lotus mirror held by the girl in the golden skirt was too weird, so Wang Qingshan planned to kill the weaker girl in the green skirt first.
"Natural magic weapon, Junior Sister Song, be careful."
The woman in the golden skirt changed her appearance drastically, and hurriedly reminded her.
Naturally, the girl in the green skirt didn't dare to be careless, so she quickly sacrificed a pair of cyan scissors, pinched the Fa Jue, and the cyan scissors swelled with light, turning into a giant cyan python with a thick waist, and opened its bloody mouth to pounce on the cyan Changhong.
With a muffled sound, the cyan Changhong smashed the cyan giant python to pieces.
The Qinglian Sword was cultivated by Wang Qingshan with the Innate True Fire for more than ten years, so its power cannot be resisted by a high-grade magic weapon.
The woman in the green skirt was so frightened that her soul flew into the sky, she hurriedly sacrificed two blue round beads and went up to meet her.
"Boom!"
A huge roar sounded, and the two cyan balls burst open, turning into a large cyan flame, covering the cyan Changhong.
There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a mini Qinglian sword flew out of the blue flame, shattering the blue glow in a flash, piercing through the head of the woman in the green skirt.
A large piece of cyan sword energy flew out of the cyan flame, and the cyan flame swept and died.
The Qinglian sword is suspended in the air, the blade is hollow, and part of it is missing.
Wang Qingshan's natal magic weapon should be called Qinglian Zimu Sword. The Zijian is forged with iron essence and has great power.
"Mother and Child Sword!"
The woman in the golden skirt changed her appearance greatly, and said in a broken voice.
With Wang Qingshan's Fajue pinching, the Qinglian Zimu sword circled and turned into two blue rainbows, heading straight for the woman in the golden skirt.
The woman in the golden skirt was so frightened that her soul flew to the sky, she hurriedly took out a golden talisman and slapped it on her body, and it turned into a golden rainbow and flew away. Just as she flew away from the ground, the ground shook violently, and a strong force of gravity appeared out of thin air , her body fell to the ground involuntarily.
At this time, two cyan rainbows also arrived in front of her.
"Do not······"
In her desperate eyes, two cyan rainbows pierced her body, and Zijian pierced her head.
(End of this chapter)
Wang Qingshan made a change, the two puppets quickly left the battle group, and hundreds of cyan flying swords surrounded the two blue pythons, vaguely forming a sword formation.
"Slaying Spirit Sword Formation, cut it for me."
Wang Qingshan changed his method and shouted lightly.
A crisp sound of swords rang out, hundreds of cyan flying swords swayed endlessly, and countless cyan sword qi flew out, cutting towards the two giant blue pythons.
"Boom!"
Even though the two blue pythons had thick skin and thick flesh, under the attack of countless cyan sword qi, they were chopped into a pile of pieces of meat, and they couldn't die any more.
Wang Qingshan pinched Fajue, and all the blue flying swords flew towards him, and flew back into the sword box behind him.
He walked quickly to the corpses of the two blue pythons and searched carefully, but he did not find any demon pills. It was not that there were no demon pills, but they were all smashed into powder by the sword energy, so they couldn't be identified at all.
He strode towards the blue flowers, carefully dug out all the spirit flowers, and walked outside.
Outside the cave is a dense forest, towering trees can be seen everywhere.
As soon as he walked out of the cave, dozens of thick black tree roots suddenly drilled out from the nearby ground, entangled Wang Qingshan's legs like lightning.
At the same time, several towering trees nearby shook violently, and countless leaves flew out, hitting Wang Qingshan overwhelmingly.
Wang Qingshan's face remained normal, and with a pinch of the sword formula, nine flying swords shot out from the sword box, turning into hundreds of blue flying swords, facing the attacking leaves.
He raised his hand again, and raised a blue shield, which swelled up and stood in front of him.
"Boom!"
A huge explosion sounded, and the attacking green leaves were smashed to pieces. Occasionally, fish caught in the net were also blocked by the green shield.
Wang Qingshan shook his right hand, and a large cloud of cyan sword energy flew out, cutting off the cyan roots that entangled his feet.
The muffled sound of "rumbling" came from the ground, Wang Qingshan didn't even think about it, his figure flickered, and he turned into a gust of breeze and floated out of the cave.
As soon as he walked, dozens of sharp yellow soil thorns rose from the ground and appeared in his original position.
If it weren't for his quick response, he would be stabbed into a hornet's nest by the yellow soil thorns.
There was a loud "chi chi", and colorful petals shot from all directions.
Wang Qingshan calmly took out a green flag and shook it lightly, causing the flag to rise dozens of times and become a shining green flag.
He threw the cyan flag forward, and the cyan flag was planted on the ground, and a burst of cyan hurricane flew out of it, protecting Wang Qingshan.
As soon as the colorful petals approached the cyan hurricane, they flew out one after another.
As soon as Wang Qingshan raised his hand, a golden ball flew out from his sleeve. Amidst the sound of the mechanism, the golden ball burst into dazzling golden light and turned into a huge golden armored guard.
With a pinch of his sword art, hundreds of cyan flying swords quickly gathered together and turned into a five or six zhang long cyan giant sword, exuding a sharp sword intent with a compelling aura.
The cyan giant sword cut towards a certain towering tree. With the power of the giant sword, it would not be a problem to cut the towering tree in half.
At this moment, a large golden glow flew out from behind a certain big tree, covering the cyan giant sword in a flash, and the cyan giant sword couldn't move at once, as if it was fixed in the sky.
"Hee hee, without the flying sword, let's see how you fight us."
A young girl in a green skirt with delicate features came out from behind a towering tree, with two cute dimples on her face.
A plump, white-skinned woman in a golden skirt came out from behind another big tree, holding a golden lotus mirror in her hand.
"I have no grievances or enmities with you, what do you two fairies mean?"
Wang Qingshan said calmly.
"The ruins of the Jinyangzong are in our Tang country, and everything in the ruins belongs to our Tang country's immortal world. You monks from the Wei country should die."
The woman in the golden skirt said coldly, her eyes were full of chills. Under the influence of Hua Qingwu, the lord of the Hundred Flowers Sect, the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect did not have a good impression of male monks. Cultivator, they will naturally not be polite.
There are two women from the Hundred Flowers Sect, one with a four-story foundation and the other with a five-story foundation.
Wang Qingshan glanced at the towering twin peaks of the girl in the golden skirt, and said with a sneer, "Big breasts and no brains, since you are looking for death, don't blame Wang for destroying flowers."
Wang Qingshan sacrificed four Hundred Sword Talismans, which turned into thousands of golden flying swords, and struck at the two Hundred Flower Sect nuns overwhelmingly.
The woman in the golden skirt took out several golden seeds and threw them on the ground. The seeds fell to the ground, quickly germinated and grew, and turned into several golden bamboos, which stood in front of her.
The woman in the green skirt held out a blue bead, and the blue bead turned around, emitting a large amount of blue light, covering her whole body.
The golden flying sword hit the golden bamboo and the blue glow, and there was a muffled crackling sound.
They each took out a handful of seeds, chanted a few spells, and threw them around.
As soon as the seeds fell to the ground, they germinated and grew rapidly, turning into more than a dozen spiritual flowers of different colors.
Wang Ruyan had fought against the monks of the Hundred Flowers Sect in the early years, and knew their methods of fighting the enemy. Wang Ruyan had already told Wang Qingshan and the other three.
Lingzhi was most afraid of thunder and fire, so Wang Qingshan sacrificed a cyan gourd the size of a palm, and when it grew dozens of times, the cyan gourd spewed out a large cyan flame, sweeping away in all directions.
A dozen or so spiritual flowers were immediately enveloped in a large cloud of blue flames, twisting and turning non-stop.
Under Wang Qingshan's control, the golden armored guard strode towards the woman in the golden skirt.
It waved the golden long knife in its hand, smashing several spiritual flowers to pieces.
The woman in the golden skirt hurriedly sacrificed several cyan seeds and sprinkled them on the golden armored guard's inevitable path. As soon as the seeds fell to the ground, they grew rapidly and turned into several thick cyan vines, which wrapped around the golden armored guard's legs.
The golden long knife in the hand of the golden armored guard slashed on the cyan rattan, and there was a "clang clang" sound, and there were shallow white marks on the surface of the rattan.
Wang Qingshan's face became serious, he opened his mouth, and a flying sword with erratic blue light flew out from his mouth. There was a lotus pattern on the hilt, and a cold light radiated from the sword body.
The natal magic weapon, the Qinglian Sword, was kept in Wang Qingshan's body, cultivated with the Innate True Fire for more than ten years, and was rarely used.
With a pinch of his Fajue, the Qinglian Sword swayed and made a burst of sword sound, turning into a blue rainbow, and went straight to the woman in the green skirt.
The golden lotus mirror held by the girl in the golden skirt was too weird, so Wang Qingshan planned to kill the weaker girl in the green skirt first.
"Natural magic weapon, Junior Sister Song, be careful."
The woman in the golden skirt changed her appearance drastically, and hurriedly reminded her.
Naturally, the girl in the green skirt didn't dare to be careless, so she quickly sacrificed a pair of cyan scissors, pinched the Fa Jue, and the cyan scissors swelled with light, turning into a giant cyan python with a thick waist, and opened its bloody mouth to pounce on the cyan Changhong.
With a muffled sound, the cyan Changhong smashed the cyan giant python to pieces.
The Qinglian Sword was cultivated by Wang Qingshan with the Innate True Fire for more than ten years, so its power cannot be resisted by a high-grade magic weapon.
The woman in the green skirt was so frightened that her soul flew into the sky, she hurriedly sacrificed two blue round beads and went up to meet her.
"Boom!"
A huge roar sounded, and the two cyan balls burst open, turning into a large cyan flame, covering the cyan Changhong.
There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a mini Qinglian sword flew out of the blue flame, shattering the blue glow in a flash, piercing through the head of the woman in the green skirt.
A large piece of cyan sword energy flew out of the cyan flame, and the cyan flame swept and died.
The Qinglian sword is suspended in the air, the blade is hollow, and part of it is missing.
Wang Qingshan's natal magic weapon should be called Qinglian Zimu Sword. The Zijian is forged with iron essence and has great power.
"Mother and Child Sword!"
The woman in the golden skirt changed her appearance greatly, and said in a broken voice.
With Wang Qingshan's Fajue pinching, the Qinglian Zimu sword circled and turned into two blue rainbows, heading straight for the woman in the golden skirt.
The woman in the golden skirt was so frightened that her soul flew to the sky, she hurriedly took out a golden talisman and slapped it on her body, and it turned into a golden rainbow and flew away. Just as she flew away from the ground, the ground shook violently, and a strong force of gravity appeared out of thin air , her body fell to the ground involuntarily.
At this time, two cyan rainbows also arrived in front of her.
"Do not······"
In her desperate eyes, two cyan rainbows pierced her body, and Zijian pierced her head.
(End of this chapter)
